Chika scrambled up and with tears streaming down her face and her hands clutching her buttocks she snapped, "Fuck that hurt you dirty old fucking perv...rt," which caused Charles to smile."You needed a spanking, my dear, and you got one," he said quite calmly considering his own arousal. Charles watched with a mixture of amusement and excitement as Chika stumbled around the room sobbing and rubbing her spanked arse and muttering.At last, Chika stopped her tour of the room and her eyes, sparkling. I walked her out to her car trying hard tocontain my disappointed in the end of the evening. She acted thesame but, I was afraid to say anything. "John, would you like tostop by my friends house we usually hang out there and party somemore?" She asked looking and hoping for a positive response. "Yes,if you would like me too. I don't want to push myself on yourfriends." I replied trying to contain my excitement. They all noddedit was ok.I followed in my car as she drove she was in the other car. That was definitely not normal."So ... what's happening?" We had a phone call from Melvin Crenshaw, our bank manager," Rance rumbled. "He's decided we aren't a good credit risk any more and is callin' in our line of credit. We have until our next payment to clean it off his books." Oh ... oh my. When is the next payment due?" Four days from now. Three if you're countin' bankin' days," Angus snarled."What can we do? What will happen if we don't make the payment?" I asked."Crenshaw made it plain. ? Suddenly she sees the wet spots on the sheet covering me.? "Tom, what are these? Did you do this? I heard that boys used to do things to themselves so they would ejaculate that's what I think you were doing.? Steve, come up here right now!? You've got to see what your son just did!"?? I hear my dad stomping up the stairs.? He strongly believed that "sparing the rod, spoils the child" and I feared what he would do when he saw the evidence. Decision? She showed my dad the wet spots on my sheet..